15 okt. 2010

Keeping my distance
I look but I don't really see
It's like things lose their color
And people are walking right through me
To not pay attention
Not easy to see what's passing you by
I gave it a try
Did not see you coming my way

Now you wanna hold my hand
You chose to take it
The truth is that I never really thought we'd make it
Here we are
No chance I'm leaving
Ideas of love and life for sure can be deceiving
Here we are now 

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